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In your fire you hear me scream creaking and whining yet I am dead before you lay me in your hearth.
Brown I am and much admired; many horses have I tried; tire a horse and worry a man; tell me this riddle if you can.
I fly yet I have no wings. I cry yet I have no eyes. Darkness follows me. Lower light I never see.
My tail is long my coat is brown I like the country I like the town. I can live in a house or live in a shed And I come out to play when you are in bed.
With a halo of water and a tongue of wood, stone as skin long I stood. What am I?
What language does a billboard speak?